One Direction Preferences

You're stressed out about school

Liam:

"Babe can you please take a 5 minute break from your homework? I only have 3 days before I go back on tour," Liam whined. "Li I wish I could but I have to get at least a B on this test or I'm going to-" You were cut off by Liam's remarkably soft lips. "I'll help you study if you just spend an hour with me," Liam offered. You took him up on his offer. For an hour your brain wasn't stressing about homework or tests. And thanks to your boyfriends help, you aced your test.

Harry:

"I hate algebra!" you yell frustrated, throwing your books and pencil on the floor. Harry came up the stairs and poked his head in and asked "Everything alright darling?" He listened to you rant about how much stress you were under and how you hated algebra. "Maybe you're over thinking the problem Y/n," Harry suggested. "What do you mean?" As Harry explained the problem to you, it finally all came together. "You, Harry Styles, are a sexy genius!" you exclaimed, giving him a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

Niall:

You were trying to finish up last minute homework but your boyfriend kept on distracting you. "Niall please stop. I have to finish this problem," you said, biting your lower lip trying to keep your laughter in. "You know you wanna laugh," Niall said before digging his long fingers into your side causing you to burst into a fit of laughter. In a matter of minutes you were on the floor laughing. You ended up finishing your homework at midnight because you were too busy goofing off with Niall.

Louis:

You rubbed your forehead trying not to get frustrated with the problem in front of you.But this seemed impossible to do since you were stuck on this problem for almost an hour now. "Y/n?" Louis questioned making you jump. "Yeah babe?" "You look stressed," Louis observed you worriedly. You sighed deeply. "I've been stuck on this problem for almost an hour already." Louis looked at the problem over your shoulder and you could see the confusion written over his face, which mirrored yours. "I'm sorry love I don't understand it either," Louis said. You rested your head in your hands, on the brink of giving up until you felt two muscular hands moving up and down your shoulders. You threw your head back in relaxation and slumped further down in your chair. "I'll go make you some of your favorite tea," Louis whispered into your ear. "That sounds great," you said, before giving him a quick peck on the cheek and going back to the problem since you were more relaxed.

Zayn:

You were standing in front of a blank canvas like you were an hour ago. No matter how hard you tried to think of something creative to draw you had to face the facts. You didn't have one artistic bone in your body. "I like your drawing," Zayn smirked, appearing in the door frame. "Haha very funny. Can you please help me?" you asked with your best puppy dogs eyes. Zayn made his way towards you and put his hand on top of yours and started to draw on the canvas. No longer than 20 minutes later you had a beautiful drawing on your once blank canvas. You gave Zayn a big kiss and said "Thank you!" "No problem babe." Zayn said, before telling you to hop on his back to give you a piggy back ride.